coffee and tv

sociability

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[queeraang]

honestly the only kinda prank i’m here for is when someone asks you to get them a juice when you go to the kitchen and then you tell them you didn’t get the juice but rly you got the juice behind your back and you guys share some juice and are kind to each other

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that super cool pained look

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what confuses me is how i learned to feel emptiness instead of wholeness, if/when in the times i feel that way i am wholly with myself and my thoughts. how could i be empty?

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also this idea of quality vs. quantity:

quality as wholeness

quantity as parts

the coming together of parts is not a whole until there’s something else, some binder.....................and what is that for me/ you / whoever 

lastly the concepts of “zero” and “white”. zero and white are not emptiness but balance. everything happening equally at once. but it looks or feels like nothing, not a thing, empty empty, but we also might say pure?

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MAYBE “the void” that i spend so much thinking about is just the oneness

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What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness. Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded…sensibly. Reservedly. Mildly.

George Saunders’ Advice to Graduates at Syracuse University, 2013 (via supermodelgif)

hmm

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my dad sent me this tin of coffe so i sent him this pic

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Whatever life takes away from you, let it go.

Miguel Ruiz (via dieworten)

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working from home sucks i have no attention span and i am on my third cup of coffee, crying reading the kanye west interview

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i’m having an existential crisis

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this makes me glad 

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as i sat potting valentines day plants and listening to the "based on 'foolish games'" spotify station, this song

came on and my internal monologue  narrated "a song and video jennifer spent many late college nights weeping to in bed".

but i don't know. (and this is about me, not the song) the idea of being helpless /wrapped around someone's finger is easy and romantic but i wonder how many times i was really in the position i thought i was. or if i ever am/was. ya 

u know im such a fool for you 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6Kspj3OO0s

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what gets you worse? simple kind of life or dont speak?

i personally believe the answer is obvious

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Felix Gonzalez-Torres’s Untitled (Perfect Lovers), 1991

[The work] consists of a pair of inexpensive, plain-faced wall clocks, ticking away side by side. The instructions for installation insist that the two be set at exactly the same time, but because of their imprecise mechanisms, it is only a short time before one of the clocks falls a second or two behind the other. “The beauty of the piece is that it is a very perfect image of what a couple is, trying to stay on the same page but never actually being able to,” says Molesworth. (via)

Gonzalez-Torres dedicated the work to his lover Ross Laycock, who died of an AIDS-related illness the same year.